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 Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:43 am
"...I'll work on it." Tybalt replies
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:44 am
"What?" Syd asks. "I thought you didn't want to."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:45 am
"Didn't want to yet. Doesn't mean I can't start working on them. It might take a while. Besides, I don't like them deciding what I can and can't do."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:46 am
Syd nods, and tightens his hold on Ty a little bit. "It'll be lonely when I go away, though."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:47 am
Ty smirks, "I'll get to become a twisted eccentric loner."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:49 am
"No!" Syd replies. "I need to do that! Then I'll have tons of fuel for songs."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:50 am
Tybalt shakes his head, 'You're the one going away. I know, I'll keep a drugged out diary for you to draw inspiration from."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:52 am
"Sweet." Syd replies. "Then i can come back home and break your drug habit with my love."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:53 am
Ty laughs, "Ha! Are you kidding? I'll be dead by then."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:53 am
"No." Syd pouts. "I don;t want you to be dead."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:54 am
"How much more emo could things get than that though?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:56 am
"I don't want things to get emo. I want to be with you."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:57 am
Ty raises an eyebrow, "But I thought you wanted emo fuel?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 10:00 am
"Song fuel Ty." Syd replies. "They aren't all emo." he grins. "I decided to just call that one song Dragstrip."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 10:01 am
"Good." He replies, and kisses Syd's cheek. But then he hears the front door open, "Sounds like the 'rents are home."
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